Ember has moved to a new college, along side with her closest friend, ryan. For 6 years she has lived without the love of her life, or you could say best friend, farah. Memories of when they were children are still in her head. What she didn't expect was her best friend to be her new roommate. Will they still recognize each other after all those years? But what happens when ember's father comes back? Who is to blame for the death of ember's mother? How exactly did she die?

Just two boys on Valentine's Day.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Calla Black isn't your average teenage human, but he'd like to be. After his bus into town is torn to shreds under less than natural circumstances, his last attempt at normality is cut short. Cover by: @StrangerSight

Pandora's Heart: Book 1 "Breakfast .." I heard a voice state. "No, I am sleeping " "Come on babe " "Nooo its cold " The moment the words left my mouth I remembered my miserable ass didn't have a companion and I didn't bring anyone home last night. Pushing myself up I tried to take a good look at the half-naked stunning man standing by the bed with a tray in hand. My breath hitched. "Who are you ?" HIGHEST RANKINGS # 4 IN WRITERS # 1 IN KILLERS

In this world,People of my status are used as slaves.Well actually I'm the only one used as a slave.Because no one else in this world has my status.Because I'm weak and I'm the only one who doesn't have a second form and that's why when I found my soulmate they rejected me.

Ryder Kings. Leader of the mafia gang - Wolves. He doesn't give two shïts about anything. At the age of 23, he became the youngest, yet strongest mafia gang leader. Noah Mason. A little waiter working in a local vintage coffee shop at the age of 21. He's a innocent cinnamon bun, like what his Best Friend, Kayla, always called him. When Ryder, had to send a letter himself, he was beyond pissed. What pissed him off more was when he was short of 20 cents and the damn lady didn't want to accept his 100 dollar bill. He was about to start shouting profanities and take off his shades so that the damn lady could recognise him. Before he could, he felt a tug on the hem of his suit. He was about to turn and punch the person who dared lay a hand on him. He was shocked at what he saw, little Noah, flushed, had a 20 cent on his cute tiny fingers as he held it out to Ryder. Seeing Noah's flushed face, small body and cute ass, Ryder knew he had to have him.

Luka goes to school after his summer break ended, he's now going to grade 10. His best friend Mark has been there for Luka basically since birth, there mothers have always been close. Luka checks his schedule as Mark points to one of the classes on the list noticing something....they have a new teacher. Luka goes through the passed few months of school well, but someone interferes with him.

( EDITING!) He pushed me against the gym lockers and man did he look different. Not scary but...... Possessive " WHO IS HE !!" he shouted I was confused , who was who then I remembered and started laughing . " Oh you mean my older brother , yeah people say we are pretty cute ." My voice clearly with sarcasm He looked at me for a few more seconds and then stormed off . Who knew he can be Possessive?

"I can smell your fear" Logan said lazily while dragging his machete across the wall, many years he had been doing this killing for fun. It amused him to watch people beg for their lives but this little spitfire seemed to be doing the exact opposite. "Well I can smell your unsanitary, disgusting, urinated balls" Estelle snorted, rolling her eyes, she heard the thud of his boots walking towards her but knew exactly when Logan was close to her as she felt the warmth from his body against her front. Grabbing Estelle's hair he yanked it back. "Don't you dare patronize me" he growled into her ear, mate or not he will not get disrespected in such a way, the strong smell of blood and death invaded Estelle's senses. "You do not speak to me in that way darling" Logan muttered pulling her up so his breath was against her neck, trailing his lips up till he reached her ear he lightly bit, growling to himself at the little moan that slipped past her lips, he was losing control quickly. The harshest craziest werewolf known to ever live is back for the death tower games, known take lives like pulling on a string, he was avoided. He has two choices when Estelle showed up at the top of the tower, play by his rules or spare his mate. -On hold until further notice-